Upon Baba's arrival, darshan started and Baba distributed prasad to person after person, numbering in the thousands. The whole district it seemed had become mad in his love. Songs in his praise were sung continuously from the dais. It was quite a sight. Drunkards were drinking their fill and slaking their thirst with cup after cup of Wine. Their intoxication increased when this message was read out titled "Divine Love":
My message always has been and always will be love divine. When one wholeheartedly loves God, one eventually loses oneself in the Beloved and enters the Eternal Life of God.
Like a tree, this love has branches: branches of wholehearted devotion, perfect nonviolence, perfect selfless service, self-denial, self-sacrifice, self-renunciation, truth and self-annihilation.
In this love are embodied all the yogas known to saints and seekers. The highest aspect of this love, which surpasses that of love itself, is the aspect of complete surrenderance to the will of the Beloved, that is, absolute obedience to his wishes, whatever the cost.
At 5:30 P.M., Baba visited the junior high school boarding house in Jarakhar which was named after him. When he had come before in 1952, he had touched a brick upon which the students and teachers had constructed this hostel. Baba performed its opening ceremony by cutting a string of flowers tied across the door. He entered the room and sat down, while the mandali were served tea and refreshments.
Baba told the students: "I feel happy today because of what my dear Sripat Sahai said about the boys school and hostel, and I wish that along with ordinary education, students here should also learn to love God, Who is the only Reality. I give my blessings to them for this; also my love and blessings to you all."
Baba left Jarakhar and reached Dhagwan that night (4 February 1954). The rough country track snaked through fields and was meant only for bullock carts. It was full of twists and turns, and so, to ensure that Baba and his men would not lose their way, the "inebriated" villagers led them there, holding lanterns to light the way. As soon as Baba reached Dhagwan, he was received with deafening cheers. Vishnu Sharma and the other villagers of Dhagwan lavished upon Baba a splendid reception. "The play between the Saki and those intoxicated is wonderful and unimaginable!" Age noted. "It can only be experienced. The language of Wine is like none other. It is the language without words, and whatever is spoken turns into fire. From the Tavern, the Beloved distributed cupfuls of wine in the form of prasad. He was not handing out bananas, fruits and sweets; it was Wine capable of transforming Life into Existence!"